Many Men (Death Upon Me) Lyrics

Word's up

Month of my father, unphuck

Many men liked death upon me

Fuck a girl without my father's soul, fuck

Many men wish death upon me

Word's up, baby

Fuck you, call it out my fire, that's on me Lord, I hope you forgive me

I done seen it over and over again Just to stay on top

My mama know I live wrong She stay in your shit by all day

She gon' love me till there's no breath in Promise her she ain't buryin

How many stress loads I ain't carry? Don't think that type shit get heavy

How many different real niggas get buried? How many niggas die young and slavery

I'ma come up with this so they can't complain, hold on

Young ain't never wear a ball and broke it down, stop it

I been inside of the trap, tryna get profit I'm fuckin' up the shit outside, it's a wrist up

I made this shit turn up, security watch it I'ma get out of this bitch, get a little toxic

And I hit a bitch in Harvard, she gave me burns And after that, the point is for the God I learned

I'm a little pimp, prostitute, she give me hell with y'all Got up out of the city, fucked a hoe from Conn

If they play with me, they dyin', I ain't even wanna shop Did it count as my body? Bitch, I'm a lil' Bobby

Huh, yeah, put money on his head, skrr I can't wait until he dead, I don't wanna send no message

I don't wanna send a message, talk nothin' out, yeah

Many men wish death upon me If I could go without my father, son, me

Lord, I hope you forgive me For I sinned over and over again

Just to stay on top

Many men wish death upon me Lord, I hope you forgive me

For I sinned over and over again Just to stay on top

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